AN. OK. This is the next installment of Insanity's consciousness. I was in a rush to put this out since I'm going on vacation in a few days and everything in very hectic. Also, I apologize if it's not very good. I had typed the whole chapter last night and it was perfect but when I went to save it, my computor said there was no difference between the new chapter and the old document so nothing saved. I tried to recreate it as much as I possibly could but I don't think it's as good as it could have been.
I thank you all for the reviews. I'm glad you're all happy about Naurto's little change. But, since Naruto's changing, I'm going to go ahead and change some other stuff too. So, I apologize right now if some of this is a little OOC. But, you're going to have to bare with me. Please enjoy!
It was dark and it was quiet. It was too dark and too quiet. In fact it was so dark and so quiet that Hinata couldn't get to sleep. Every time she closed her eyes she wound up thinking. And thinking was definitely not at the top of her priority list. Every time she let her mind wander, no matter what subject she started on, she always wound up thinking about the two things she didn't want to think about. Sasuke and Naruto.
Hinata had never been the girl who couldn't decide what she wanted. But now she couldn't even say which boy she likes better. That alone frustrated the girl beyond her normal limits.
She had known what she wanted. Naruto had always been what she wanted. And he still is, or at least, she thinks he is.
But then there's Sasuke. He makes her feel things even Naruto can't stir inside of her. But Hinata had never been wanted by a boy before, much less two. Maybe she was just reacting to that. It could just be her teenage girl mind playing tricks on her. Or maybe that's how she really feels.
Rolling onto her back she glared up at the ceiling, willing herself to sleep. It didn't work. She hadn't expected it to.
Shaking her head to rid herself of her thoughts, she sighed in frustration. She hates being indecisive.
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Hinata's father drove her to school the next day. He droned on and on about grades and responsibility, but she wasn't listening. That probably wasn't the best thing to do, but today she really didn't care all that much.
The day passed by uneventfully. She hadn't seen Naruto or Sasuke all day which she was thankful for. She really didn't know what she would say to them. She was just too confused at the moment.
"Hey, Hinata, are you ok?" Ino asked, leaning across the aisle to talk. The worry in her ocean eyes had spilled over into her normally cheerful voice.
"Yeah." Hinata whispered back.
Ino wasn't buying it. Even in the short amount of time she had known Hinata, she knew that she was a horrible liar. Leaning back in her seat she scrutinized her friend. "Yeah, well, you don't sound like you're ok."
It was barely even a whisper but Hinata heard it. Even so she didn't dignify it with a response. What was she going to say? She didn't want to burden anyone else with her fickle mind.
Finally, the bell rang. School was over. She could finally breathe. Pushing past the door she started off down the hall.
"Hinata." She paused for a second, recognizing the voice. Then she picked up speed, pretending she hadn't heard them. "Hinata, wait!" She wove her way through the crowded hall, hoping to loose her pursuer.
She stopped when a hand grasped her shoulder. "Hinata. I really need to talk to you." She turned to see the green eyes of Sakura. She suppressed the annoyance she felt for the pink haired girl. After all, it wasn't her fault she was in a bad mood.
"Actually, I'm kind of in a hurry. Can we do this later?" Hinata asked, trying to sound nice. She suddenly remembered where she was in a hurry to get. Detention. In other words, Sasuke. Maybe talking to Sakura wouldn't be that bad of an idea.
"Ok, don't worry. It'll just take a minute." Sakura assured. Hinata nodded in approval, thankful for the distraction. Every minute she wasted here, was one less minute she had to torture herself when she was with Sasuke. "Let's go somewhere more private."
They walked to the closest room. Hinata rolled her eyes when she walked inside. Of course it was this room; the same one she had been in with Sasuke not that long ago. She couldn't say for sure but it seemed as though the world had taken up a new hobby of torturing her.
"So, Sakura, what is it you wanted to talk to me about?" She was polite. Of course she was polite. Polite was her default.
"Maybe you should sit." Sakura motioned to a desk close to her. Hinata sat on it, ignoring the memories of the last time she had been on that desk. "Ok, here's the thing. Ever since you started dating Naruto, I have been too. Well, not so much dating him, but I have been with him." She paused to emphasize that last statement.
Hinata didn't say anything. She didn't know what to say. She was confused. Sakura took her silence as permission to continue.
"At first I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do. But after he came to me night after night, begging me to help him I couldn't say no." A single tear slid down Sakura's perfect cherub cheek. "I'm so sorry Hinata. He said you were only dating him because he was popular. He said you didn't care about him and that you were only using him. He said he had tried to leave you but you wouldn't let him; that you were blackmailing him. I didn't know what to do Hinata, I'm so sorry." She stopped to wipe the tear. "I used to believe him, but now I'm not so sure. You're a sweet girl Hinata; I can't see you doing what he says. He tricked me Hinata. He tricked us both. I am so sorry."
For the first time in a while Hinata couldn't think. No coherent thoughts could make it through the fog of confusion Sakura had just created. Sakura just continued.
"I slept with Naruto, Hinata; I've been sleeping with Naruto, ever since you started dating. I've been with him every night. Please don't be angry. I am so sorry." She looked like she was sorry. She even sounded sorry. "You don't believe me, do you?"
Hinata didn't answer her. Sakura just reached into her bag and pulled out a stack of pictures. She worked diligently on them, laying them out just right on the desk. The actions reminded Hinata of an artist at their first exhibition, trying to set up their work so it would draw every spectator's attention.
"Here, this proves it. I'm sorry it came to this, but you deserve to know the truth." Again, she looked like she was sorry. She even sounded sorry. But this time, Hinata was sure that she wasn't sorry.
Sakura ran a hand across the desk, motioning for Hinata to look. She was eager to get this over with. That much was obvious.
She didn't look. She didn't have to. She knew it was true. Maybe not every detail, but the basis of the story was true. She knew now; even if she had been denying it for years. All the lying, the scheming, the secrets; it was all exactly what Naruto had become.
She could feel the tears running down her face and dripping off her chin. But she didn't reach up to stop them. She didn't even try to hide them. She did the only thing she could do; she ran.
She ran far away. Far away from that room, far away from Sakura as she smiled down at her masterpiece, and far away from all the lies. She just ran, not even realizing that she had a destination in mind until she got there.
Swinging around a corner she kept running, ignoring the pain in her hand as it scraped against the rough texture of the wall. Her eyes looked around desperately trying to find the one person she was looking for. Rounding another corner she felt herself becoming hysterical when she couldn't see him. Her pace quickened as her feet carried her down the sidewalk.
Then she saw him, exiting his last class, his face set in his usual bored expression. Willing her legs to move faster she ran directly at him.
She smacked into his hard body sooner than she had expected, her arms wrapping themselves tightly around him. She knew they were falling, but she didn't care. She felt the soft grass beneath them but ignore it, instead choosing to bury her face into his chest.
They laid there for a minute in silence. She tightened her hold around his neck, her knuckles going white from grasping the back of his shirt. She felt relief wash over her for finding him as she pulled herself tighter against him.
She sensed it before she felt it; his hand gently touching the top of her head and then moving down her back. He always did that when she was upset, even when it was over the most trivial of things.
"Hinata." He whispered into her ear, trying not to startle her. "What's wrong?" He didn't sound worried or sympathetic. Something she was grateful for. He simply sounded interested. She loved that about him.
She pulled herself even closer to him, burying herself into the fabric of his shirt. "P-P-Please Sasuke. Please t-take m-me f-far, far away." Any normal person wouldn't have even heard her, but Sasuke merely sighed and sat up; leaning his back against a nearby tree and repositioning her so she was cradled against his chest.
It was silent again as she clung to him. She focused on listening to his steady heartbeat and feeling the rise and fall of his chest. Eventually she was able to calm down, her sobbing reduced to a subtle sniffling.
Feeling her relax more against him, her breathing becoming less sporadic and shaky, he moved the hand that had been caressing her hair to her chin. Grasping it lightly, he tilted her face to look at him. He met no resistance as he peered down at her. Her skin was blotchy and wet with tears and her eyes were red and swollen. He felt a surge of anger for whoever caused this and also a bit of confusion.
"Hinata. You need to tell me what happened." He spoke soothingly, trying to keep her calm. His words brought on a fresh wave of tears as her grip on him tightened. He reached up and wiped the tears with his thumb, tucking her hair behind her ear in the process.
"Naruto never liked me." Hinata's voice was cracked and hoarse from her crying. "He never w-wanted me. He was just u-using me." She waited for a response, but Sasuke didn't say anything.
Suddenly, her expression changed. It wasn't one of surprise or realization, but rather one of sudden understanding. "You knew, didn't you." It wasn't a question.
"Yes."
Her arms slid from his neck, falling back into place by her sides. Her body was shaking again, but this time it was a whole new emotion she was feeling. One of betrayal and anger. "How could you do that to me?" Her voice cracked with the effort. "How could you just lie to me like that?" She threw her body against his, her arms reaching out to hit any part of his body they could find.
"Why didn't you tell me! Why didn't you say something! How could you just sit there and pretend like everything was normal!" She thrashed against him, too numb and hysterical to even register if she was hitting him or not.
She stopped when his arms encircled her, trapping her against his chest. She tried to push away, to break loose, but her efforts proved futile. Anger built up inside her as she tried to get him to let go, as she tried to inflict as much physical harm as she possibly could. How dare he do that. He was her best friend. He had known from the beginning. He had just been messing with her, just like Naruto. She just some plaything to them, just a toy they could dispose of later.
"You wouldn't have believed me." She stilled. She felt his arms loosen and then fall back to their previous positions. All the anger she had been throwing at Sasuke was now gone and she felt nothing but disgust for herself and guilt for what she had said. Tightening her legs around his waist and wrapping her arms around his neck she settled her face into the crook of his neck.
Her lower lip trembling, she couldn't help but cry when she felt the familiar movement of his hand caressing her head and trailing down her back. Taking in a shaky breath she pulled herself a little closer, her hands grasping his shirt and her breath running warm against his skin. "I wouldn't have believed you."
They sat like that for a while, her desperately clinging to him and him just playing with her hair. Finally, Sasuke spoke, his voice soft as he murmured into her hair. "Do you still want me to take you far, far away?"
She couldn't help but give a small smile as she nodded, burying her face deeper into his neck.
Nodding once to himself, he held her tight to his chest before he rose to his feet. She made a move to get down but stopped when she saw him shake his head. Instead she held on tighter and reclaimed her place at his neck.
She had never noticed before how good Sasuke smelled. It was like the clean, crisp air you can only find at lakes or mountains. The kind that has an energy of its own and intoxicates you with how refreshing it is. Just like Sasuke.
Hinata always hated being indecisive. But luckily for her, being carried away in the arms of Sasuke, her mind seems to have finally made a decision. And she couldn't help but be happy with the outcome.
AN: So, how do you like that? Good, bad? Too sudden? Too tearfilled? Too dramatic? Personally, I like the dramatic setting, I think it makes it cute. DONT FORGET TO REVIEW!
Also, some of showed some interest in my story, I'm posting it right after I post this one so please feel free to check it out. It's a sasuhina romance. It's very AU and very (well, not very, it's just different circumstances) OOC. But I really like the idea behind it. It's kinda a forbidden relationship type thing. Very casual though, idk how to explain it. Just read it ok?